Friends. They’re the one reason Korra’s been able to do half of the things she’s done. She gave a rare, endearing smile at that. Nothing was more obvious to Korra than understanding where Annabeth was coming from. She knew no one on the turtle when she first arrived aside from her arch-nemesis that terrorized her life and his brother that kidnapped her.

"And they help clean up those messes too, even if it’s just you who made it." It’s nothing more than a saying, but Korra felt it strongly and she held out her hand; her smile growing into a healthy beam.

"Think you have room to have one more?"